Page 95 of Hearts Unchained


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No doubt so I can’t see her face.

He held out his arms. “Okay, go ahead. Should I turn around?”

She bit her lip. “No.” She approached and stopped right in front of him.

She could reach around him right now. If she wanted.

So do it already.

She inched closer. If he moved an inch, perhaps even a fraction of an inch, her body would be flush with his.

“Do you have a preference?” she asked. “Left? Or right?”

Shaking his head, he grinned. “You can squeeze both if you like.”

She placed one hand on each cheek. “Should I give you a warning?”

“Surprise me.”

And that she did. When she squeezed, his dick throbbed and the surge of heat that shot through him jolted him so that he stumbled forward, throwing his arms around her to keep both of them from falling.

Once he’d steadied them, he looked down. “So?”

“Not bad,” she said.

“High praise, indeed.”

She laughed. And one thought and one thought only ran through his head.

Kiss her.For real, this time.

He placed one finger under her chin, lifting her lips to meet his as he bent down.

“Ceci!” a voice cried.

Anker.

She pushed him away.

“Are we interrupting?”

And Tilney. Fucking Tilney.

Chapter Twenty-One

Ceci

They’d been driving for nearly an hour since leaving her father’s house. After being interrupted by Anker and Tilney, she’d stopped Clarke again from going shooting with her father and his friends when both of them were hounding him to. She’d seen howgoodhe was with a rifle in Montana. Translation: awful. She didn’t want her father, Anker, and Tilney to see it too. After that, there had been cake and presents. Finally when they were leaving, Clarke had surprised her by asking her to join him. To go where and to do what, he wouldn’t say. She’d hesitated at first but didn’t need too much convincing because she was curious.

“Where are we going?” she asked, not really expecting an answer.

“That’s the fifth time you’ve asked. My answer hasn’t changed.”

“You’re not going to tell me.”

“I’m not going to tell you.”

“The problem with that is you’re building up my expectations. And you know what that means.”